Who cares about Milan? Who needs Louboutins, REALLY? Isn’t fashion all about everyday people taking risks and expressing their creative quirks? Yes. This is why you wear your corset and nude pantyhose with little bootie socks and Moon Boots. This is your time to shine, honey.
We celebrate all sorts of fashion choices around here, from countless superhero costumes to my RED SHORTS WITH SAILBOATS on them, and obviously this open, creative attitude has spilled over to our little fashionistas, because this happened two nights ago:
First, Beckett had a special couch-cushion throne made for him, and was treated to a mani-pedi and a fauxhawk. The fun continued when Fen decided it was time for a fashion show. This first ensemble was the warm-up, with Beckett rocking a yellow hair bow, Mardi Gras beads and some fuzzy pink sock/slippers.
He seemed to enjoy this time as his sister’s living doll, so she continued with 2 more outfits.
This next getup featured double-tissue-flower-hair poofs, and an extraordinarily glittery face, and fuzzy patterns for miles. (note the sunglasses casually hooked to the front of little B’s t-shirt.)
The last one was by far my favorite, because Beckett looks like a cross between an alien, a bug, and a Japanese teenage girl. I am dressing him like this every day for kindergarten.
When I was pregnant with Beckett, I would worry about the 6 1/2 year age gap between the kids, but clearly this isn’t an issue, as they find all the inane things to fight about and hilarious ways to play together as any other ridiculously awesome siblings do.
Hit me with your dress-up stories, please.